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Something really special happened on Llyn Clywedog this year.

Earlier in the year I photographed a male osprey eating a trout on a telegraph pole near the Dam end of the lake. At the time I thought it was Dylan, as he was unringed. I checked the livestream and he happened to be on the nest at the time, which meant this bird wasn’t Dylan. After about half and hour watching him from close range he decided to move on with the fish. I was left pondering about him, and whether he would be seen on the nest camera as an intruder or not. He didn’t, which I thought was a bit odd.

After a few days, I received a message about a pair of osprey on a nest, on the Clywedog! I couldn’t believe my eyes. I went straight up in the morning with my camera, and done some filming. I seen a female osprey which appeared to be sitting on eggs WOW this was amazing. I was so excited about this, but I was brought back to down to earth when I realised where it was. It was literally beside a footpath as I seen an old gentleman walking up the footpath, I knew then I have my work cut out here. Luckily I have some good friends who helped me monitor the nest while I tried to make contact with the land owners. I spoke to a few different people for advice on how to protect them, they did say that the birds have chosen the area and will have had some idea of the disturbances levels, and will be fairly happy with it.

I wasnt totally convinced by this, so we decided to watch how the birds react to the walkers, and time how long they leave the nest for. We also would talk to the walkers and ask them if they really wanted to walk down after knowing of the osprey nest being there. Most of them would turn around and not want to disturb them. But some didn’t understand the significance of it and carried on regardless.

During the spring half term the amount of walkers that disturbed them was heartbreaking for me and I probably shouldn’t of shown my feelings to some of the people, but I felt so helpless. I decided that this was not the approach that was going to work, So I managed to get the area closed off to the public after speaking with the rangers at Hafren Dyrwdry who were very helpful. We got the paths closed off to the public. We made up some signs and put them out along the paths.

At this point I had pretty much wrote off this year for them, as I felt they had been off the eggs for too long at a time, and too often. I felt any eggs would of been chilled and they would of failed, my reasoning for trying to give them as much peace was so that they atleast don’t disperse and abandon the area. So when I had a message from one of my friends saying “Chick!” She is feeding a chick, I literally choked on my drink. I was over the moon, and when I went up to my usual view point, I noticed a visual change to the birds behaviour, they literally were no longer happy with me where they used to fine. So that was very interesting. I had no idea when the egg hatched or how many were in the nest, so it brought me back to the old days on the primary nest, where I would count how many chicks poops I could see.

There was only one chick, but after the sadness of the goshawk attack on 8B1, this really made things abit better. The chick was ringed and was a female she weighed a very good 1670g, with the Darvic ring used 7B9.

7B9

Now the one thing I haven’t talked about yet is the parents, this is something quite big I believe, as she is the first known Welsh born female to be breeding in Wales. Blue Z5 she is a 2020 bird from the BM nest in North Wales, and is the daughter of Tegid Z1 and granddaughter of Monty at the Dyfi Osprey project. The male is an unringed, just like Dylan so his information isn’t known, although I’m sure I’ve seen him here last year, and that he had been seen intruding the main nest earlier this year.

The best place to view them without disturbing will be from the view point at Bwlch y Gle, you will need some good binoculars though. They have now left on their migration, so you will have to wait until next year now though.

Tragedy

This blog was never going to be easy to write, but yesterday at just before 16:30 a goshawk attacked the nest and took one of our young ospreys. It was blue 8B1, the attack was very quick and out of the blue. Both juveniles and Seren 5F was on the nest eating the fish when it happened. All distracted by the food their guard was down. You could see Seren 5F looking down to the ground as if she could see him down there.

I was alerted by vigilant viewers who quickly messaged me. I watched the footage back and my heart sank. I knew I had to go and see if he was OK or not. I quickly gathered the children up and got them in my car, and drove up as quickly as I could. When I arrived I could see Seren was still on the nest and I started walking down, I had no idea what I would see down there, if he was even still there.

As I approached the nest I seen Seren take off carrying the fish, 8B2 was the last to leave the nest, I could then see three ospreys flying above me, two carrying fish so I knew that’s where Dylan had been, while this was happening. As I approached the tree i was searching for any signs, then I spotted a wing sticking up out of the vegetation, oh no! I said. There was he was, I knew then I was too late.

I picked him up gently, I could feel the warmth still in his body. I started to walk back up to my car, as I walked Seren followed me all the way to the gate, calling all the way. It was so sad, and I had that stomach churning feeling the whole time, to say that I’m gutted is somewhat of and understatement. The loss is hard to decribe but i think that it almost feels like a loss of a family member to some extent.

8B1 was only 59 days old when he lost his life, and had been flying for 10 days. I removed his Darvic ring and have kept that around my binoculars. I buried him near to his home and with views of the surrounding areas he would of explored. RIP little one you touched alot of people’s hearts.

Ringing 2023

I usually try to organise the ringing two weeks before hand, mainly due to the notice needed to get everything we need for the day. This time I organised it almost a week after the first chick hatched. The weather had been fine during this time so I expected the weather to still be fine at the time of ringing. At this stage rain isn’t too risky for the chicks as they are fully feathered, and should be able to regulate their own temperature now. The only risk is for us is if its windy as it would be dangerous at thar height in a cherry picker. Luckily everything was fine for us to go ahead.

As we got there it was raining, but it was more of a light drizzle and the weather had forecast a warm and fine day. There was not much wind and it felt just right to be eaten alive by midges! I sprayed myself with insect repellent, it was Avon skin so soft (highly recommended) so not only did I not get bitten by the beasties I had lovely soft skin! We all got all our kit ready before heading down to the nest, as so we can be as efficient as possible. We don’t want to be down there any longer than is necessary.

So not only were we ringing the chicks but also replacing the camera which had failed early on in the season. Just in time for the fledging chicks! So while we were ringing the birds, Pete could go up and swap the camera over. By the time we finished the ringing Peter was finished with the camera. It literally couldn’t of worked out any better.

While we were down by the nest, we found bits of fish and discarded osprey feathers! Here’s a fish fin, possibly from a trout!

The chicks as expected played dead (Thanatosis) and laid flat, while we could see and hear Seren 5F flying above us all the time during the ringing, she never went far. Both chicks were male, the first one got the 8B1 ring, and was a male he weighed 1330g and second chick got 8B2 he is also a male and weighed 1330g too. That goes to show how well fed both birds were and how even the food distribution has been between the two chicks. Tony had a look around the nest to see if he could find the unhatched egg but couldn’t see it. Chances are it has been buried and now has broken under all the nesting materials.

Matt carefully placing one of the chicks in the bag for weighing.

The whole process took less than an hour and Seren 5F was back to the nest before we even got to the gate. I’m glad the ringing is now done, as its another stressful part of my osprey calendar. I can relax now knowing everything went well. Now to sit back and enjoy the next stage, which will be the fledging!

The Ringing Video

Dinosaurs

The chicks are two weeks old now, and look like little dinosaurs. It’s starting to look like we may have a boy and a girl. Big Bob (the female) likes to explore the nest and is often seen towards the edge. This is normal and quite safe. The parents bring in lots of long sticks to act like cot rails. To stop their baby fish eating machines from toppling off the nest. Plans are already in place to ring the chicks in a few weeks time. Then we will be able to confirm if I’m right with my guesses.

Dylan has been very busy fishing and caught 123 fish in May this year, which in comparison to last year was 76. Perch being the main species of fish caught. Why so much this year? Well Dylan didn’t arrive back until the 5th of April in 2022, this year it was the 27th of March so a week earlier, and so the egg laying process was much further on this year. So the drive to catch fish for his family was probably increased.

Thanks to Alastair Cameron for the chart
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